Spirits Sat As Mourners (April Poetry Month Challenge By Frank Atanacio) Poem about Death
The Sentinel
Spirits Sat as Mourners (Starting Link)
"He knew
As death drew
The lights were dimmer,
As the darkness began to shimmer,
Eyes would glow
As the candles in back
Burnt low
And spirits sat as mourners
Massed together all in a row..."
by Frank Atanacio
The Sentinel
In Honor of April's Poetry Month
I've decided not to explain my submission for this challenge
Instead, I hope each reader will make their own interpretation.
I hope you'll enjoy the poem.
The Sentinel
By J. Alexis-Hagues © 30/03/2014
They wait
Filled with hate
The dead hug the shadows
Pure evil lurks beyond the windows
Where he lay
Vengeance will be served today
The howling began
As the devil claims the soul of man
The dark mass mourning as one
But only the sentinel can atone
The Struggle Between Light and Darkness; Will The Sentinel Save the Day?
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